Sol pinched his nose bridge and massaged his temples. He took a few breaths and finally asked Francis;
"What did you find out?"
"Young master, there's something wrong with master's death,"
Sol looked through the darkness outside as he half-listened to Francis as he briefed him on the situation and asked.
"Do you want to reopen the investigation?"
"No, I'll have someone look into it. Let's focus on the Wulfric. This stupid move had cost me so much already. Did we have any information for them?"
"Our spy has infiltrated Salazar's ground. She'll send me a report every week."
“Boss, should we proceed to operation K1?”Salazar looked at the mirror and viciously smiled, “Do you know how to defeat deception?”His secretary looked at his evil smirk as he gulped the bourbon in one gulp. And for a while, he twirled his finger on the glass lid before he looked up and gave his instructions.“Find me the best makeup artist in town and someone who does styling.”“On it, sir.” He bowed and left the room."To counter deception is to use deception itself." He uttered as he gulped down his drink.Salazar’s plan was sim
Morning, Sabrina rolled over the huge bed missing someone’s scent badly. She desperately clung to the pillow Sol used a week ago, and it had been a week that she hadn’t asked the hotel to clean up her bed.Remembering his touch was like a double-edged sword to her, the feeling of missing someone crazy, yet you didn’t have the guts to dial his phone number because of your hate. She looked blankly unto her window pane, lost in thoughts as she gazed blankly at the sunny sky.Sabrina could hear Coach Jenkins's heavy footsteps drawing near her door, but she chose to ignore it and decided not to continue ignoring him until he would give up bothering her.“Hey, Sab, I know you’re up. Our flight is at 3 PM, whether you leave Rayfield n
Solomon looked at the unconscious woman on the bed, and the next thing he saw on the screen was Salazar sitting on the bed and caressing her sleeping face. His blood pressure rose, and he was enraged upon seeing Sabrina lying unconsciously and unguarded. The worst thing was blood-thirsty demons surrounded her, he tried to control his temper, but no one could hold him when he saw Salazar appear on the video. Salazar slowly walked towards the bed of roses where Sabrina was lying, and he gave a sly smirk to the camera as if he was taunting Sol. Compelling enough, Sol’s aura changed from a helpless raging beast to someone who was definitely ready to kill anyone on his way. He looked at the screen like a beast that was ready to pounce on his victim, and without any warning from him, Sol quickly grabbed the stool and threw it on the screen. “Bastard!!!” His anger soothed and was felt across the locker room, giving people a unique deadly sensation. Anyone who passed through his lock
Francis’s eyebrows creased as he busied himself working with his laptop. After the night of terror, he had been working non-stop to submit reports and worse, CHAOS I was activated. It was a legendary device that caused a great deal of controversy six years ago. Its logarithm was challenging to understand as it was one of the inventions of the great Alexandrei, and these inventions couldn’t be solved in one snap. Usually, it would take an absolute genius and someone hard working to crack his logarithm. As he immersed himself in work, the door of Sol’s room creaked open, and Ethan came in, “Francis, Hiram is here to check on the young master.” He nodded but didn’t listen to Ethan until a grou
The air was cold in Rayfield city. The blood smelled throughout the air, and it thickened as he walked through the endless maze. He had conflicting yet exciting feelings about all this, and he knew danger was at the end of the maze.'Who cares? We are all going to die anyway.' Ethan thought.He took a few steps forward, and he could hear men talking in the distance, he quickened his pace and when he was about to get out of the alley - a hand-pulled him right back."Not so fast, boy." a strange man warned. "Look,"Looking straight to the spotlight, Ethan's jaw dropped as he saw a man being murdered in a far distance. The screams were eloquent, and the smell of blood stench. 
Him.Sol was a famous back-to-back lightweight division champion in MMA, but his roots were unknown. He threw punches in the octagon, sending people to death just like the deity Anubis. He was the fiercest, yet no one knew his real story, and no one dared to ask.Sol McConnell was the current defending back-to-back lightweight champion. He was fast, brute, and smart. Any intelligent fighter would definitely avoid agitating the Egyptian deity in the rink. He stormed to fame five years ago when he took down James the “Lethal Beast” McAvey in 30 seconds in the rink and was hospitalized for two weeks due to unforeseen injuries.Sol McConnell took the limelight and was celebrated due to his undeniable charm in the rink and, of course, his good looks.
The wisp of the cool air made him shudder, and he stood outside the hotel as if he was waiting for someone. Carl was looking out the people and towards the busy streets when he bumped into someone;“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” The young man apologized as he brushed past Carl.He held on to his computer; messy hair and his polo buttons were unmatched. His breathing was steady, but his eyes were desperate. The next moment, Carl saw a few men from the Wulfric family running outside the hotel, and this piqued his attention:“Running away?” Carl asked as he offered his hand to him.The young man looked at him, his eyes were guarded and desperate, but he was more defensive this time. H
In McConnell's Estate, all people respected and valued each other. If tension arose, they would look up to Leon and hear out his council. For years, Carl had sought his advice whenever something happened in the company. Nothing escapes Carl's watchful eyes, and Leon knew he could handle the company's affairs without fail.Carl's daily meeting with Leon was composed of the latest update on the project Leon had started four years ago, the company's condition, and of course, what happened last night outside the hotel."I'm looking into it, father. You don't have to worry, and the victim is safe with me.""That's good to hear, son. Right, how's Sol?"
Francis’s eyebrows creased as he busied himself working with his laptop. After the night of terror, he had been working non-stop to submit reports and worse, CHAOS I was activated. It was a legendary device that caused a great deal of controversy six years ago. Its logarithm was challenging to understand as it was one of the inventions of the great Alexandrei, and these inventions couldn’t be solved in one snap. Usually, it would take an absolute genius and someone hard working to crack his logarithm. As he immersed himself in work, the door of Sol’s room creaked open, and Ethan came in, “Francis, Hiram is here to check on the young master.” He nodded but didn’t listen to Ethan until a grou
Solomon looked at the unconscious woman on the bed, and the next thing he saw on the screen was Salazar sitting on the bed and caressing her sleeping face. His blood pressure rose, and he was enraged upon seeing Sabrina lying unconsciously and unguarded. The worst thing was blood-thirsty demons surrounded her, he tried to control his temper, but no one could hold him when he saw Salazar appear on the video. Salazar slowly walked towards the bed of roses where Sabrina was lying, and he gave a sly smirk to the camera as if he was taunting Sol. Compelling enough, Sol’s aura changed from a helpless raging beast to someone who was definitely ready to kill anyone on his way. He looked at the screen like a beast that was ready to pounce on his victim, and without any warning from him, Sol quickly grabbed the stool and threw it on the screen. “Bastard!!!” His anger soothed and was felt across the locker room, giving people a unique deadly sensation. Anyone who passed through his lock
Morning, Sabrina rolled over the huge bed missing someone’s scent badly. She desperately clung to the pillow Sol used a week ago, and it had been a week that she hadn’t asked the hotel to clean up her bed.Remembering his touch was like a double-edged sword to her, the feeling of missing someone crazy, yet you didn’t have the guts to dial his phone number because of your hate. She looked blankly unto her window pane, lost in thoughts as she gazed blankly at the sunny sky.Sabrina could hear Coach Jenkins's heavy footsteps drawing near her door, but she chose to ignore it and decided not to continue ignoring him until he would give up bothering her.“Hey, Sab, I know you’re up. Our flight is at 3 PM, whether you leave Rayfield n
“Boss, should we proceed to operation K1?”Salazar looked at the mirror and viciously smiled, “Do you know how to defeat deception?”His secretary looked at his evil smirk as he gulped the bourbon in one gulp. And for a while, he twirled his finger on the glass lid before he looked up and gave his instructions.“Find me the best makeup artist in town and someone who does styling.”“On it, sir.” He bowed and left the room."To counter deception is to use deception itself." He uttered as he gulped down his drink.Salazar’s plan was sim
Sol pinched his nose bridge and massaged his temples. He took a few breaths and finally asked Francis; "What did you find out?" "Young master, there's something wrong with master's death," Sol looked through the darkness outside as he half-listened to Francis as he briefed him on the situation and asked. "Do you want to reopen the investigation?" "No, I'll have someone look into it. Let's focus on the Wulfric. This stupid move had cost me so much already. Did we have any information for them?" "Our spy has infiltrated Salazar's ground. She'll send me a report every week."
“So you are the mafia prince?”Sabrina was asking him with her voice about to break. Sol personally knew that she hated the mafia more than anything in this world. Yet, he chose to keep this a secret. Sol understood her hate for the mafias. After all, it caused her to lose her only family.And now, seeing Sol react to Leon’s death stabbed her heart violently;“I’m sorry, I have to go,”Sol went close to her and wanted to give her a kiss on her forehead, but Sabrina was quick to step away from him and asked;“Go where?”“Sab, lo
Sabrina went across the living room and sat beside Solomon as she held an orange in her right hand and began peeling it;Looking at the two, Coach Jenkins could not help but tease them both,“I’ll order some condoms. Just make sure you are doing it safely.”Sabrina’s face instantly blushed as Sol tried to keep his reddening face;“Coach!” they both exclaimed.“That’s not cool, bro.”And the coach laughed before throwing the serious question;“So, are
“Any last wish?” Ethan immediately raised both of his arms in surrender. “I’m sorry, but what the hell is going on?!” He uttered in defense as Francis pushed the gun’s barrel on his head. “Master, this guy is the true spy,” Francis claimed as he looked at Leon on the screen; “What the hell? Dude, I just fixed your security system. You have the latest security protocol here in the mansion.” “What?!” Francis's eyes grew bigger as he checked the security system he had been working on for almost a year and was easily hacked by him.
A series of gunshots were heard in the warehouse near the estate owned by the Wulfric family. It was in the middle of the night, and people were dead asleep. No one heard these gunshots unless they intentionally wandered into that area. "FOOLS!" Roared Salazar. "Do you all want to die?! Why are you useless?!" And he kicked his wounded assistant as if kept murmuring, "If you kill me, Chairman, will -" "Chairman, what?! That old man is useless as ever!" "Boss!" Shouted another guard, Salazar was stopped for a while and looked at the man who shouted;